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I am not all I seem to be
Come closer and look
Tell me
What do you see?
Fire becomes
The air that I breathe
No longer human
I fight to sheathe
The changeling inside me
This indelicate being
Who has taken my soul
Forever unfreeing
Locked deep within
My heart now a flame
This battle she’s won
I can no longer reclaim
The life I once lived
No place, no name
The dragon has spoken
I’m the end of her game
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